AN: Welcome to chapter 4! I have been writing this one at the same time as one of my others so if it seems to take a little bit longer, don't worry bout it. This is just about Shuuji, Gramps and Tyson and Hillary! Don't hate me coz you don't understand please.
Pacing back and forth, Shuuji Granger was getting anxious about his son. His hands kept fidgeting and he kept looking at the clock. Every now and then Shuuji would sit down, but then would be standing up again.
"Dad, he's been gone for almost a whole day and he probably hasn't eaten anything. You know what he is like when he hasn't eaten. I just can't stand the thought that he is lost and this dog of his came home when it was time for dinner," Shuuji was very erratic with his speech and his father had trouble understanding him.
"Calm down my son, he will return. Ty has gone into that forest on so many occasions that he could find his way out blindfolded. You have nothing to worry about. I have total faith in my grandson," Grandpa, as he was commonly known as, got up and walked to his armchair.
Sitting down, he looked at the old grandfather clock standing next to the door. His son was right, Tyson had been missing for almost a day and there had been no sign of him anywhere. All he could do was sit back and wait for something dramatic to happen.
His son on the other hand was not as calm and collective. The father just went on pacing and muttering curses under his breath trying to let go of some of his built up anger. The muttering was getting louder, but then would suddenly drop back to a whisper as he cursed himself for being an uncaring parent.
Sighing to himself, Grandpa got up and grabbed 2 scotch glasses from the cupboard. Walking over to the liquor cabinet, he pulled out the scotch and poured some into the two glasses. Taking one to his son, he sat back down and waited for Shuuji to relax.
"You really shouldn't stress yourself out over this. I am sure that he is fine. You were like that once if I can remember correctly," Gramps said to Shuuji, who wasn't really listening.
"At least I didn't disappear for a day like Tyson is!" his son was yelling and it was getting on his nerves.
Shaking his head he looked at the stressed out father, "Yes you did Shuuji. On a number of occasions. When your mother was still around, she used to do what you are doing now. Also she would send me out into the dark and search for you."
Looking down at the polished timber floorboards, Shuuji displayed a troubled look. Grabbing his coat and pulling on his boots he grabbed the door handle. Turning around he noticed the look on his father's face. It was that of a proud father whose son had finally learnt the meaning of a lesson.
"I am going out to find him, I should be back before dawn. If not, Ty should come back first and he will tell you what has happened to me. See ya later dad," Shuuji opened the door and walk out into the night. His father was proud of his son. He had finally learnt the lesson of what it means to love someone more then life itself other than his wife.
"Good luck my son, I hope you find him," he whispered to himself and then he went to bed.
Holding onto Hillary, Tyson's bare chest was cool and the moon had started to show its face. Looking down on her, he just noticed how beautiful she was with her eyes shut. Leaning over, he kissed her forehead and held her closer. Her hair was soft against his chest.
Sighing quietly, her eyes fluttered open to see Tyson looking at her. She smiled sweetly and pulled herself up towards his head. Her soft brown hair brushed lightly against his exposed skin and made him chuckle. Keeping her eyes on his stomach, she lightly touched his skin and watched it twitch.
"Do you mind not playing with my muscles Hill? It is kinda a ticklish area that you are playing with. I don't mind…" Ty said before her hand went further down his body, "maybe I should have said nothing."
He was gasping as she travelled down his body. Grabbing onto her hands before they went too far down, Tyson pulled her toward his head. She was getting too low for his liking. Smiling at her, he kissed her. Taken aback, she pushed him so that he was lying down again.
She pulled back only to plant a kiss just as passionate but more forceful on his lips. The pressure that she placed on his lips made them part and she took full advantage of the moment. Her tongue darted in and flicked the sides of his mouth. He fought back with his own and let his stroke hers back into her mouth.
Feeling smug over his victory, he rubbed his hands over her bare skin. Sitting up, she sat on his thighs and bit his bottom lip. Clenching her jaw, she felt the skin between her teeth break. Letting go she got up and looked down on the young man on the ground.
"Don't think that just because of what happened doesn't mean that I like you again Tyson. I just never seem to forget stuff and you have improved my dear friend," Hillary teased her friend. Looking down on Ty, she smirked and walked back to the pool.
Placing his fingers to his mouth, Tyson felt where her teeth had gone through. Pulling his hand away from his face, he saw the blood that stained his teeth and mouth. Licking at the new wound, he got up and walked over the pool in the glade. Cupping his hands he drank and cleaned his injury.
"Why did you do that Hill? What did I do to you to deserve that?" Tyson was trying to hold the anger from his voice as he glared at the young woman in the pool. She threw him a sweet smile then swam up to the pool edge.
"That was for all the heart ache you caused me when you took off so many years ago. I didn't fully recover and if I wanted to pay back in full revenge, then I would have killed you." Nothing was as good as a fight. Swimming back out into the centre she tightened her bikini top and dove under the water.
Watching her carefully, he took the time to notice that she was running out of air. Taking the opportunity, he jumped at her. Diving under the water, Ty kissed her and blew air into her lungs. Taken aback by the sudden amount of air, Hillary froze in the water. She couldn't move up, down or swim in any direction.
Going back to the surface, Tyson gasped for the needed air that rushed into his lungs. Treading water, Tyson, as gracefully as he could, floated on to his back and looked at the stars. His body was becoming accustomed to the cool water that held him.
The dark shadows of the trees framed the moon in black. A face smiled at him from the pale light, without knowing a small smile crossed his lips. He would rather be nowhere else.
"Shuuji…Shuuji…Shuuji where are you? Shuuji!" I yelled out into the forest. It was cold and my shoes were saturated. I continued to walk through the dark night searching for my son.
It was that time of the month where he left the house without telling anyone and disappeared into the night. Tekami had told me to go out and find him. One minor detail, it was cold, raining and the rain was slowly turning into snow. What else could go wrong?
Holding onto my torch I walked on, not knowing what was in my path. As I looked to the side, I saw the glint of a pair of golden eyes. Quickening my pace, I tripped over a root. Rolling over, the eyes were above me, glaring and full of hatred.
"Don't hurt me please…I have a family to look after! I am just searching for my son. Please I beg you don't hurt me!" I begged of the yellow eyes that hung in the air. They half shut as though they had heard my plea. Then they started to move towards me. I wriggled backwards to get away, but a hand stopped me.
Turning around, I saw Tekami holding me. She looked so distant and uncaring. Reaching out, I touched her soft pale skin. Her eyes turned on me and glared. Frightened, I tried to pull away from her, but her hands had turned into paws with the claws digging into my skin.
I cried out in pain, but the blood trickled down my arms. The golden eyes were coming closer, I couldn't escape. Looking around at my options, all I could see was a stick the size of a fork. Sighing, I picked it up.
Coming out of the dark, an outline of the face that owned the entrancing golden eyes. They were young and… "SHUUJI!"
Gramps woke up with his pyjamas soaked with sweat. Looking at the clock it read 7:00. Looking outside, it was morning and breakfast had to be made. Getting up, he went to the bathroom and got cleaned up. It had been one long night in his household.
"Shuuji, Tyson breakfast!" he shouted from the kitchen. When no reply came, he walked up the stairs to Shuuji's room. No one was in there, and then he looked in Tekami's room, which was where Ty was sleeping. He wasn't in there either. Was he still missing?